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Messymascot's faith in humanity and ginger safe haven

TommyDavo said:
We are 62, 63 and 64. Talk about Last of the Summer Wine. Conversation went along the lines of, anyone heard how thingy is getting on, you know who I mean, she worked with what’s his name.
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This is me. Funnily enough we get there in the end usually via, you know who I mean, went out with that lad whose Dad was a butcher. Oh yeah and her Mum was really tiny....🤣
 

anjelikaferrett said:
This is me. Funnily enough we get there in the end usually via, you know who I mean, went out with that lad whose Dad was a butcher. Oh yeah and her Mum was really tiny....🤣
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We generally get to that stage but still can't remember the name. Then somebody will remember the first name and we'll get it. Or more often, will come to one of us hours later and we'll start texting each other.
 
anjelikaferrett said:
Dilemma from overtime
Carer accused of being abrupt to residents. Three complaints. Carer is South African. I'm starting to think it might be her accent. It isn't the most welcoming one you could ever hear. The old dears might just be taking her the wrong way. I shall read on.
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I have nothing but the utmost respect and empathy for private health care workers. They have a thankless task and are so poorly paid.

I was at the bus stop during the week and a lady thrust her phone in front of me with an address on that she was obviously having trouble locating. From her accent I could tell she was African and from her clothing I could tell she was a care worker. But she was being left to her own devices to get around her patients.

I didn't recognise the address so I googled it and it was in Cressington. We were in Allerton Road so she had to either get 2 buses or 1 bus and walk for around 20 mins. She chose the former.

After she got on her bus I had a little think about her situation. I know from experience that they have a very tight timetable made worse by staff shortages and she would be expected to complete her duties before her shift finished. I had no doubt that she was already running late and it was unlikely she would get to her next appointment within the hour, and that's if she found it OK. She was very pleasant and grateful but also seemed sad and definitely stressed out. I felt really sorry for her. If Cal was still here she'd have given her a lift.

It came to me reading this post that this poor lady probably gets complaints against her also. Partly for always being behind schedule, but sadly sometimes just down to the colour of her skin and her accented English. It's a generational thing.
 

anjelikaferrett said:
Dilemma from overtime
Carer accused of being abrupt to residents. Three complaints. Carer is South African. I'm starting to think it might be her accent. It isn't the most welcoming one you could ever hear. The old dears might just be taking her the wrong way. I shall read on.
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No idea about what's going on here but you are absolutely correct about the SA accent. It is very clipped and staccato.
From personal experience with mum I know how frustrating it is when you have the repeat the same thing 3 or 4 times because they can't hear / comprehend and when you raise your voice she says don't shout at me I heard you
 
jazzy said:
No idea about what's going on here but you are absolutely correct about the SA accent. It is very clipped and staccato.
From personal experience with mum I know how frustrating it is when you have the repeat the same thing 3 or 4 times because they can't hear / comprehend and when you raise your voice she says don't shout at me I heard you
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Pardon?
 
Barnfred 55 said:
I have nothing but the utmost respect and empathy for private health care workers. They have a thankless task and are so poorly paid.

I was at the bus stop during the week and a lady thrust her phone in front of me with an address on that she was obviously having trouble locating. From her accent I could tell she was African and from her clothing I could tell she was a care worker. But she was being left to her own devices to get around her patients.

I didn't recognise the address so I googled it and it was in Cressington. We were in Allerton Road so she had to either get 2 buses or 1 bus and walk for around 20 mins. She chose the former.

After she got on her bus I had a little think about her situation. I know from experience that they have a very tight timetable made worse by staff shortages and she would be expected to complete her duties before her shift finished. I had no doubt that she was already running late and it was unlikely she would get to her next appointment within the hour, and that's if she found it OK. She was very pleasant and grateful but also seemed sad and definitely stressed out. I felt really sorry for her. If Cal was still here she'd have given her a lift.

It came to me reading this post that this poor lady probably gets complaints against her also. Partly for always being behind schedule, but sadly sometimes just down to the colour of her skin and her accented English. It's a generational thing.
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I agree. I couldn't be a carer for all the tea in China. I haven't got the patience. Mr F however has so much empathy with old folk. Before his late Dad went into a care home because of increasingly unmanageable dementia, he would bath him, wash his hair etc because although he had carers, he refused to let the females do any of that.
You have to be a very special person to do that job. Unfortunately I also get to read some real horror stories about carers- robbing old folk, physical abuse, leaving residents in soiled wet beds for hours. Awful stuff.
 

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